Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

The middle-aged man at the head of the group had a voice like thunder, eyes as wide as copper bells, and a slightly raised chin, looking arrogant and domineering.

Chapter 120 Break Yang Jian's Leg!

Ning Rongrong was a little scared, so she gripped the reins tightly with both hands. The horse neighed and stopped.

She glanced back at the carriage, and knowing that Yang Jian was inside, she instantly felt more confident.

She took a deep breath and shouted into the carriage, "Yang Jian, what do we do?"

Yang Jian sighed, lifted the carriage curtain, and glanced outside. He immediately saw Yu Tianheng standing in the middle of the crowd.

The crushed hand was still wrapped in bandages, and there were bruises on his face, but his expression was no longer as fearful and disheveled as it had been a few days ago. Instead, it carried an arrogant air of a petty person who had achieved his goal.

Yang Jian knew very well why these people were stopping him.

Yu Tianheng was furious after being beaten, so he called his family members to try to teach him a lesson.

He told Zhu Zhuqing to stay in the carriage and not come out, then got off the carriage alone.

Yu Tianheng burst into laughter when he saw Yang Jian step down from the carriage.

"Weren't you so arrogant a few days ago? Now show me how arrogant you can be!"

"If you manage to leave here alive today, I'll rip your head off and let you kick it around like a ball!"

Yang Jian chuckled: "I don't like playing football."

Yu Tianheng was furious.

He didn't understand why Yang Jian could still be so arrogant even when he was about to die.

He was surrounded by experts from more than a dozen families, led by his uncle Yu Hong, an 81-level Soul Douluo.

With one Soul Douluo and more than a dozen Soul Kings or higher, such a lineup would be overwhelming, let alone one Yang Jian, even ten Yang Jians wouldn't be able to withstand it.

He looked at Yu Hong beside him and urged, "Uncle, what are you still standing here for? Hurry up and take this kid down! Break his legs and see how arrogant he can be!"

Yu Hong did not move.

He looked at Yang Jian, his brows furrowed, his eyes full of hesitation.

He could sense that Yang Jian's cultivation level was not low, at least at the Soul King level.

He didn't believe that a Soul King of this age could be without a powerful force behind him.

Although the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family is strong, it is not invincible.

What if this kid has a titled Douluo or even a major sect backing him? If he makes a move and gets into big trouble, who will take responsibility?

"Tianheng, don't rush." ​​Yu Hong lowered his voice. "This kid has such cultivation at such a young age. He must have someone behind him. We can't act rashly."

Seeing that he remained unmoved, Yu Tianheng stamped his feet in frustration.

"Uncle! What are you hesitating for! Do you think our Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family needs to be afraid of this kid? Kill him, and my father will take care of it. Besides, there's no one around here. As long as we finish this quickly, who will know it was us?"

Yu Hong's brows furrowed even more.

He felt that Yu Tianheng's words made some sense, but he still had concerns.

Killing this kid is easy, but what if the people behind him find out?

Although the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family is powerful, it also has many enemies.

He pondered for a moment and said, "We can't kill this kid, but we can control him first, take him back to the family, find out who's behind him, and then deal with him later."

Yu Tianheng's expression was not good, and he was obviously unwilling. He couldn't kill him, and he couldn't beat him, so what was he here for today?

Are they here to see Yang Jian off?

But after thinking it over, he realized that he was not yet the clan leader and could not command Yu Hong. At this moment, he could only compromise and nodded through gritted teeth.

"Okay, take him back first."

Yu Hong nodded slightly. He stepped forward, looked at Yang Jian, and said in a commanding tone, "Kid, if you surrender obediently, I can be a little lenient with you later. But if you are stubborn, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Yang Jian smiled.

He didn't bother to say another word about it, and with a flick of his right hand, a three-pointed double-edged sword appeared in his palm.

He raised his knife, aimed at Yu Hong, and casually unleashed a burst of blade energy.

The sword energy, arc-shaped and silvery-white, flew towards Yu Hong with a sharp whistling sound.

It was so fast that Yu Hong's eyes could barely keep up.

Yu Hong's pupils suddenly contracted, and the hairs on his entire body stood on end.

He sensed the power of the blade's energy; its extreme sharpness gave him a feeling of facing death.

His expression changed drastically, and he instinctively tried to dodge, but his body couldn't keep up with the speed of his thoughts.

That's too late.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul True Body!"

Yu Hong roared, and the soul power within his body surged wildly.

His body suddenly rose higher, his muscles bulged, and a layer of blue scales appeared on his skin.

With the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Martial Soul attached to him, his body transformed into a half-human, half-dragon form, his hands becoming dragon claws with blue electric arcs crackling at their tips.

This is his strongest defensive stance, enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Soul Douluo of the same level.

"this!"

However, when the blade struck him, the blue scales shattered as if made of paper, and his muscles and bones were sliced ​​open like tofu.

The blade energy cut into his left shoulder and exited through his right rib, splitting his body diagonally in two.

Yu Hong didn't even let out a scream.

His upper and lower body were dislocated, and he crashed to the ground with a thud. His eyes were still open, his pupils were dilated, and his mouth was slightly open, as if he was saying something, but no one could hear him.

"How is this possible!"

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family was completely dumbfounded.

They stared wide-eyed, mouths agape, like stone sculptures, completely still.

Yu Hong is a Soul Douluo, level 81, and is the strongest among these people.

He couldn't even block a single blow, and died before he could even scream.

"no no……"

Yu Tianheng's legs gave way and he fell to the ground, his buttocks landing in the mud. He braced himself with his hands behind his back, his eyes fixed on Yu Hong's corpse, his mind blank.

He kept rubbing his eyes, rubbing them again and again, repeatedly saying, "Impossible...impossible..."

Yang Jian did not stop. He raised his three-pointed double-edged sword again and unleashed several sword energies in succession.

The silvery-white blade energy weaved through the crowd, like the scythe of death, reaping one life after another.

Those people didn't even have time to react before they were cleaved in two by the blade's energy.

Some slashed in from above the head and came out from between the legs.

Some slash in from the left shoulder and out through the right rib.

Some were cut in half at the waist, with the upper and lower parts separated.

The blade's energy was so fast that before the nerves could even transmit pain signals, the person was already dead, without even a scream.

Except for Yu Tianheng, everyone else was split in two.

The official road was stained red with blood, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and the air was filled with a strong stench of blood.

Yu Tianheng collapsed to the ground, his face, body, and hands covered in blood.

It wasn't his blood; it was someone else's blood.

His face was splattered with blood, his clothes were soaked in blood, and he began to tremble violently.

He didn't understand.

These were all his elders; Yu Hong was a Soul Douluo, and the rest were all Soul Kings or higher, yet they were all gone in the blink of an eye.

He didn't even see how Yang Jian made his move; he only saw a flash of silvery-white light, and then it was all over.

Chapter 121 Snow City

Just then, footsteps sounded.

Yu Tianheng looked up and saw Yang Jian walking towards him. His pace was unhurried, his expression calm, and his eyes indifferent, as if he were looking at an ant.

"Don't come any closer...don't come any closer!" Yu Tianheng was so frightened that he kept backing away, leaving a long trail of dirt on his buttocks.

He grabbed at the ground, picked up a handful of dirt, and threw it at Yang Jian.

The soil scattered in the air and landed in front of Yang Jian without causing any damage.

Yang Jian walked up to him, stopped, looked down at him, and sighed.

"I've already let you go once, but you still insist on coming to your death. Who can you blame for that?"

Yu Tianheng's lips were trembling and his teeth were chattering.

He wanted to beg for mercy, but couldn't bring himself to say it.

His pride, his dignity, and all the respectability he had as the heir to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family vanished at this moment.

Yang Jian looked at him, thought for a moment, and then said, "But you don't need to be too afraid. I won't kill you today. However, you can be spared the death penalty, but you can't escape punishment. You have to leave something behind."

He raised his three-pointed, double-edged sword and casually unleashed a burst of sword energy.

With a flash of silvery light, Yu Tianheng's right hand was severed from his shoulder, his arm falling to the ground, his fingers still twitching slightly.

Blood gushed from the cut, staining the ground a deep red.

"what--!"

Yu Tianheng let out a shrill scream and rolled on the ground, clutching his severed arm.

His face was deathly pale, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he curled up in a ball as waves of pain surged through him, almost overwhelming him.